WannaBeADiD In reply to WhereisMaia [2023-09-27 04:01:29 +0000 UTC]

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WhereisMaia In reply to WannaBeADiD [2023-09-27 12:00:18 +0000 UTC]

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WannaBeADiD In reply to NavelFantasy [2020-12-02 22:14:34 +0000 UTC]

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WannaBeADiD In reply to rudyjones [2019-06-25 04:07:32 +0000 UTC]

You’re welcome! I thought I had already been following you, but I was wrong lol

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WannaBeADiD In reply to CallMePlisskin [2018-08-24 04:30:47 +0000 UTC]

Thanks!

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WannaBeADiD In reply to manymasksmanyfaces [2017-11-17 18:21:16 +0000 UTC]

You’re welcome!

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WannaBeADiD In reply to whazzuphere [2017-11-02 12:23:42 +0000 UTC]

That makes it more fun for you, doesn’t it?~

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whazzuphere In reply to WannaBeADiD [2017-11-02 13:01:10 +0000 UTC]

Of course, my dear! That is the whole point of doing the lady in: MY satisfaction! If I just wanted to kill her, a bullet or a knife would do. However, I am going to great lengths to dispatch the damsel in such a classic, yet horrific manner. She has obviously done something...or is somebody...who I deem fitting for the peril which will end her life, so cruelly and yet....glamorously. Who is she? A captured spy? Batgirl...with me as, say...The Riddler? An heiress, whose death will leave me as sole heir to a vast fortune? A kidnapping victim, taken for ransom, who slipped off her blindfold, has learned of her kidnapper's identity...and now must be eliminated? An old girlfriend/fiancée of mine, who rejected my marriage proposal...or...who I caught cheating on me? Perhaps you have a suggestion?

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WannaBeADiD In reply to whazzuphere [2017-11-03 01:39:24 +0000 UTC]

I tend to steer towards the kidnapped victim or heroine that gets captured sneaking into the villain’s lair

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whazzuphere In reply to WannaBeADiD [2017-11-03 04:20:36 +0000 UTC]

Agreed! The Captured Heroine Spy scenario is a good one. She has likely become a pesky problem for the villain, who has decided to put and end to her snooping, while exacting a cruel revenge upon her if he ever gets his villainous hands on her. With the aid of his criminal henchmen, who helped to capture her, he decides to do her in in a most cruel manner...to punish her and video recording it to serve as a warning to others. First, his henchmen, who had captured her, carry her (as she struggles...to no avail!) to a nearby industrial site, forcefully removed her clothing and tie her naked, helpless self securely upon a log....with a giant BUZZSAW looming before her terrified eyes..(She knows what is coming...and is filled with fear dread!). After they have finished having their fun, the villain will have his!  (That is the point I think our story should begin at).

Shall that be our story line for role playing? Let me know. I'll set the stage and the villain's dialogue. You will provide the heroine's lines. There may be some delays in completing our little drama, since I will be at work most days and unable to respond quickly. However, that will give both of us time to consider our words.
Or, we can decide upon a mutually agreeable time to carry out our little melodrama in a more real-time manner. What do you prefer, my dear Kat?

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WannaBeADiD In reply to whazzuphere [2017-11-04 21:22:57 +0000 UTC]

That sounds like a great place to start. Shall we do this via notes?

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whazzuphere In reply to WannaBeADiD [2017-11-05 02:01:28 +0000 UTC]

Sounds like a plan. Do you wish to start? You could start by saying what you were doing, and why, when you were captured. Then, the next things you knew, you woke up...naked...and tied down.

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WannaBeADiD In reply to whazzuphere [2017-11-10 04:45:20 +0000 UTC]

If you want to start, I’m perfectly fine with waking up and finding out what situation I’m in too

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whazzuphere In reply to WannaBeADiD [2017-11-12 15:13:25 +0000 UTC]

(Sorry for the delay; let us begin. I'll set the stage):

In a currently closed (11:00 P.M. on a Friday) Industrial complex, a scene of impending tragedy is unfolding, as a young woman begins to slowly awaken from her chloroform-induced sleep. Earlier, she had been discovered snooping around in an unauthorized office area, looking for evidence that would enable her to discover what was really going on at the complex. She was an investigative reporter, who had become involved in building a case against what, publically, was a legitimate business...but...was it really? As she was looking at the screen of a computer she had hacked into, two hulking figures had quietly snuck up behind her after she had set off a silent alarm. They and their Boss, had seen her on a closed-circuit screen and recognized her as having been a problem for quite some time.  "Go get her, boys.....bring that little pest to me....I'm going to get rid of her once and for all!" said the Boss to his two "assistants" They left and went down a long hallway to the entrance of the room she was in, one equipped with a chloroform-soaked rag. As she concentrated upon what she was reading, a large, meaty hand suddenly came across her mouth and nose....with the chloroform rag. After struggling for a mere few seconds, she was unconscious.....and at their mercy!

After about 15 minutes, she began to awaken. As she does, she discovers several troubling (to say the least) things. First, she is unable to move, the results of many yards of 1/2 rope which is binding her naked....NAKED???....body to a large log beneath her. She is secured by ropes around the ankles of her widely spread-legs, fastened to eye bolts imbedded in the log. Similar ropes are also securing her in the same manner at her calves....just above her knees.....at her thighs.......her waist, (which has several wrappings around it)....her wrists (tied to the same eyebolts as her waist)...her upper arms....under her breasts (3 wrappings)...and...finally, a single wrapping above her breasts, running just below her armpits.  As she tries to look around, in the dimly lit room, she hears low laughter coming from behind her. A voice then says "Turn on the lights, boys...I think it's time to show our guest what's in store for her." An audible "CLICK" is heard, and the room is suddenly bathed in light. The bright lights briefly blind the bound woman, whose vision soon recovers. When it does, she quickly wishes it had not...for there in front of her prone, securely tied nude body was a sight that sent a cold wire of fright through her....a giant, four-foot in diameter circular saw......twenty feet in front her spread legs, glistening menacingly, and aimed directly up between her legs! It was inactive...not moving yet, but she doubted that would remain so for long. The voice then called out again: "Okay, now that she's gotten a glimpse of her future......START THE BUZZSAW!" One of the assistants, manning a control panel a few feet in front and to the side of her, pushed a button on the panel and the giant blade began to spin....faster and faster! Her terror was instantly increased dramatically, but at least the log has not began to move her toward the blade....yet! The voice of the Boss then said: "Good job, boys....nice rope work...go ahead and take her clothes to the incinerator....she won't be needing them anymore, heh heh. I'll take it from here." The two men left the room, leaving the Boss alone with the helplessly bound woman. He then walked over next to her, leaned over and scanned her naked, bound body with his head moving slowly from her head down to her feet and back. He chuckled and then said to her: "Why, hello my pretty little pest! I am so glad you dropped in...uninvited, of course. I have been trying to find a way to get my hands on you, ever since you started becoming an inconvenience to our little enterprise. Yeah, baby girl...you are a problem...and I solve problems. Do you like my solution?"

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WannaBeADiD In reply to whazzuphere [2017-11-18 04:39:37 +0000 UTC]

“You...you can’t be serious!!” The young woman’s eyes widened as the saw began to spin, her gaze worriedly fixated on the blade...and then to it’s destination. She squirmed, struggled, even arched against the ropes holding her as the villain’s gaze drifted over her bound body, but the restraints held firm.

How could she have been so careless to let herself get captured!? Sneaking into the office without a proper check for cameras... Now it seemed that a simple mistake was going to be the end of her career...and her life! The sound of the saw and the Boss leering over her made the panic in her rise and soon her frantic breathing caused the ropes over her torso to jostle ever so slightly; a satisfying sight to her captor, no doubt.

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whazzuphere In reply to WannaBeADiD [2017-11-18 12:18:37 +0000 UTC]

The Boss chuckled, with a low, satisfied, laugh at the reaction of his prized captive to her deadly situation. He leaned over her, drawing close to her worried face, looked her straight in the eyes and said: "Oh, I assure you my dear...I am serious....DEADLY SERIOUS!" She quivered at his menacing tone and obvious reference to what her diabolical fate was to be. His eyes met hers and then darted down the conveyor path towards the whirling blade, with her eyes followed his towards her dreaded destination: straight into the furiously rotating buzzsaw! He then looked back upon his helpless captive, as she struggled against the many yards of rope with which his henchmen had bound her to the log for her horrific, melodramatic peril. He then said to her: "You have been quite a pest to me, my loved one...a real pain. Now, it is YOUR turn to experience pain....and plenty of it! If you will allow me, my dear, I would like to share my delicious musings for ridding myself of you...although it would seem obvious. As his horrified would-be victim  struggled, he said to her: "As you can see, directly in front of you...at a distance of exactly 25 feet from your exposed womanhood, is a four foot in diameter, stainless steel circular saw. I had one of my associates start it up to allow it to warm up and attain its full speed of 600 RPMs. Of course, for it to work properly, the intended object to be cut...that would be YOU, my pretty one,.... must be delivered to it's hungry, razor sharp teeth. The log upon which you have been securely tied is atop a conveyor carriage which will perform that function. The conveyor is programmed to move the log down its path at a rate of 1/2 inch per second. Using simple mathematics, 25 feet equals 300 inches and at the rate of speed it is set for, it will take exactly 600 seconds...or 10 minutes...to carry the log from where it is currently resting to the point at which the blade will take its first bite out of you...at your most tender, intimate region my dear. Oh, for the record, I am a big believer in symmetry. I like for things to be equal. As such, I have had you bound to ensure a nice, even cut...right down the middle...heh  heh." he said, as he slowly ran his right index finger from her womanhood.... up the length of her naked body...up between her breasts...right through the top of her forehead...following the intended path of the deadly blade. "Also," he continued, "As you've obviously noticed...you have been rendered completely naked, my dear. Why, you may wonder? Well, other than the obvious pleasure I am deriving from scanning your lovely form, there is another purpose for this...well, several actually. I wanted to ensure that you had no devices concealed which, unlikely as that would be, might enable you to free yourself from the log. Also, you should know my dear that your little...heh heh heh...thrill ride... is being filmed for my later enjoyment and perhaps to serve as a warning to others. Don't fret though, my dear. I am not going to leave you to face your doom alone. No, indeed! I am going to stay right here to enjoy the LIVE show...hah hah hah. Finally, as I said already, I am a big believer in symmetry, so I find it only fitting that you depart this life in the same manner you entered it.....nude!"  He takes his disbelieving captive's chin into his hand, again looks her in the eyes and asks: "You made a fatal mistake by falling into my eager clutches, my sweet. Now, you are going to pay for that error. Oh, but I am being a rude host by not allowing you to speak. Do you have anything you would like to say before I pull the lever, starting the conveyor, my dearest?" 

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whazzuphere In reply to whazzuphere [2017-11-24 17:04:26 +0000 UTC]

(Our Harrowing Tale of Peril Continues!):


As Kat lay tied, totally humiliated, naked and helpless, she uttered not a word, as the horror of her situation was overwhelming to her. Her silence elicited another response from the Boss: 
"Well, my Darlin'...the buzzsaw is whirling and I've pretty much said my piece. Do you have any last words before I pull the lever...sending your fine, supple body down the conveyor and into the awaiting teeth of the hungry blade? Once I pull the lever, you will have slightly more than 10 minutes to live, so now is your last chance to speak what's on your soon to be split mind. Perhaps, a plea for mercy...or words of defiance? Or, does the cat have your tongue, Kat...heh heh heh?"



She struggled as much as she could, then tensed as the Boss slid a finger up the middle of her body, mimicking the saw’s path. Her gaze once again looked to that whirling blade, eyes wide as she took in just what was going to happen to her. At her captor’s words, she glared at him, unsure of what to say, if anything. Plead for her life...? Not a chance! “Go to hell, asshole!” Not exactly the most...poignant retort, but given the circumstances, her insults weren’t at their best.



The Boss chuckled at his captive's curse and said: "Tsk tsk...such naughty language from such pretty lips. Shame on you, my dear; that's no way for a lady to talk!....and to think, I was going to offer you a blindfold as a courtesy. Well, I guess it is time to get things going. You know, I gave serious consideration as to just how I was going to get rid of you before you so conveniently showed up here. I thought about shooting you with a scoped rifle, but that was too common. A car bomb? Too messy and would create too much public interest. Poison? An autopsy would reveal that and the police would certainly investigate. No, I knew I had to personally get my hands on you to provide a special fate.....so....I finally reached a SPLIT DECISION..HAHAHAHAHA!!" he laughed as he gripped the lever...gave it a pull...and the log lurched and began its journey towards the deadly whirling blade. "Farewell, my love...I'm going to have a seat over here and enjoy a nice goblet of Cabernet as I watch the show!"

He called out to his henchmen: "Are you getting this on film, boys?" They replied: "Yeah Boss...the cameras are rolling" as one was aimed down from an overhead catwalk and the other from just past the buzzsaw...aimed right up the imperiled woman's path of doom! "Good...very good. Relax, boys...enjoy the show...I certainly am going to..hahaha!" shouted the Boss to his two paid, murderous assistants.



.....meanwhile Kat's situation was growing more and more desperate, as the securely bound damsel was beginning to move towards her pending partitioning!......

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whazzuphere In reply to whazzuphere [2017-11-27 13:52:26 +0000 UTC]

UPDATE:

When we last left our heroine, she was securely tied to a log facing a huge whirling buzzsaw, a mere 25 feet away. At that moment, her villainous captor (i.e. The Boss) had pulled the lever, which started the conveyor's slow, but steady movement, as the log began to matriculate down it's inevitable path of death! Since that time, a little over 6 minutes have passed...and our heroine is now less that 10 feet away from the painful beginning of being split in two....alive! The Boss, sipping on a goblet of red wine, has walked nearby to his imperiled captive to get a close up view of her. She had defiantly, bravely cursed her captor earlier, but now..she was keenly aware of the approaching blade...looming larger and larger with each passing second! The Boss looked at the blade...then down at his victim, whose body glistened with perspiration...the result of her indisputable nervousness at her pending fate, as the log slowly passed by him. He then stroked her hair at her forehead and said to her: "Well, Honey...still trying to be brave, are we? Haha! You're not fooling anyone." He continued: "The boys say you're lookin' good on that log sweetheart; I agree....just keep squirming" He then said to her, as he pointed at the buzzsaw: "Ya know...I'll bet that's really gonna hurt!...sucks to be you, baby."


The log grew closer and closer to the saw and after what felt like mere moments, six of her ten minutes had already passed! She continued to struggle and pull against the ropes, but after several moments, the young heroine tired out and fell back against the log, her body glistening with sweat and her breaths heavy and panicked. When she felt a hand petting her hair, she jerked away from the touch. There was no retort that time, however.

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whazzuphere In reply to whazzuphere [2017-11-27 16:41:42 +0000 UTC]

As the clock continues to tick, the log inches closer and closer towards the end of the conveyor track...and the horrific fate which awaits its unwitting passenger! The Boss leans over next to the log and looks straight down the track into the whirling blade...all while the helpless heroine, cruelly bound to the log for execution, passes before him. The end of the log is now a mere 5 feet from the blade, which now begins to slice the log in two with a loud, indisputable sound:  BZZZZZZZZ! A small cloud of sawdust wafts through the air, as eight minutes have now passed since our heroine's ride of death has commenced! The middle of our heroine's widely spread, bound legs is a mere 5 feet from experiencing the start of her horrific execution by vivisection!  A shudder of terror goes through her body, as she can now not only see and hear the buzzsaw's approach, but she can feel the vibration of the log being ripped in two in her legs, buttocks, back, and shoulders! Her villainous captor, the Boss, turns toward his victim and says: "Well baby, I'm going to step back now. This is a new shirt I'm wearing and I don't want it to get blood stained....hahaha! So long honey." he says, as he gives her a quick kiss on the cheek and steps back to enjoy the spectacle. He yells to his henchmen: "Keep those cameras rolling, boys...we're about to get to the good stuff."

The captured damsel struggles and struggles against her tight bonds with increasing desperation as she knows: time is almost up!

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whazzuphere In reply to whazzuphere [2017-12-09 17:07:12 +0000 UTC]

NEARING THE END!

It has now been 9 minutes and 30 seconds since the conveyor was activated, carrying its helpless, doomed passenger towards a horrifically painful, gruesome death! The furiously whirling buzzsaw is now passing up between the damsel's securely bound, widely spread legs, and is rapidly bearing down upon taking its first bite out of her exposed womanhood! The damsel struggles with all her might....but.....to no avail against the strong, tight ropes which hold  her fast against the log. Sawdust from the log forms a small cloud above, before raining down upon the intended victim's naked body. The Boss, chuckling with fiendish delight at the horrific end he has arranged for the damsel, calls out once again to his helpless victim: "Almost there, honey...its passing between your knees. You have about half a minute, I'd say, before the cutting begins! This is your last chance....any final words before that big, ol' saw turns you into twins, baby girl?"  

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whazzuphere In reply to whazzuphere [2017-12-26 03:42:50 +0000 UTC]

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WannaBeADiD said the following:

Despite her struggling, the ropes don’t even budge as she desperately tries to escape. As the saw moves between her legs, showing no sign of stopping, the sawdust from the cut log begins to fall down on top of her crotch and stomach. What feels like moments late, the blade has reached her knees and is inching swiftly closer. She tries to lean herself back, desperate to escape its approach, gasping for panicked breaths. Surely someone must know she’s missing by now and is about to rescue her? “Please...please don’t do this!!”

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whazzuphere In reply to whazzuphere [2017-12-26 03:43:03 +0000 UTC]

As soon as Kat's desperate plea for mercy leaves her lips, she feels the conveyor beneath her come to an abrupt halt. Is her life to be spared? Will her murderous captor spare her the inhumanly cruel, gruesome death he has so meticulously arranged for her? She doesn't have to wait for long for the answers, as the Boss walks over to the tightly bound, naked, imperiled damsel, leans over her, strokes her hair and says: "Well...was that a plea for mercy that I heard, my loved one?" Kat looks up into his cruel grinning face, waiting to see what will happen next. She doesn't have to wait for long, as the Boss then pulls a white silk scarf from his pocket. He ties a knot in the middle of the scarf and then forces the knot into Kat's mouth, between her teeth, and ties it behind her head, thus gagging her. He then says: "Your plea for mercy was music to my ears, my pretty. Unfortunately for you, your plea will not change your fate. You have been a real thorn in my side, my sweet and as such, I cannot allow you to live." Kat squirms against her inescapable bonds...to no avail. The Boss leans down next to her and looks down the conveyor at the furiously spinning buzzsaw...mere inches from reaching the helpless damsels body. He then chuckles, kisses Kat on her forehead and says: "Time to close the deal, honey...and that means opening you up.....ALL THE WAY!" He walks back to the conveyor lever, grasps it with both hands, as he prepares to send his victim the final scant inches, and yells out: "Keep the cameras rolling boys, it's about to get real interesting!" He pulls the handle and the conveyor lunges forward...carrying Kat to a painful death!
Kat's eyes show agony, as the buzzsaw rips into her womanhood, working its way up through her hips....navel.....breasts......and finally into her head. Her suffering lasts mere seconds, but the damsel dies in agony!

(Not content with mere murder, the Boss continues to saw his victim completely in two, as the big blade finally exits the top of her skull....Kat has been completely sawn in two!)

"Good work, boys. That's the end of that little pest. C'mon, let's go have dinner. We'll clean up later...heh heh heh!" he says, feeling total satisfaction at his murderous victory over Kat.

As is the case in real life, sometimes...the bad guy wins!

THE END

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